<font color='#810541'>Yoh glared at Maga deeply for a long time and then looked up "i think he knows i will not hurt dont ya think?" he patted Maga on the head and placed him on the floor "no thank you im fine, my i change?" he drew on his arm with his claw as he waited for her answer</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma">Maga gaped back pungently, for a diminutive creature he lacked a sense of fear -- Yoh intimidated him none, despite various matters. When Yoh put him down, the ebony Qereniath ambulated over by Rain's pedicles and stood... watching intently. Femora pendragon's translucent appendages laid plait along her lithe spine before a ethereal nod was given toward him. Amethyst oculars bracketed with obsidian gravitated toward the opposing masc and levitated with his gaze affectionately. <b style=color:purple>"Oh ok... You can change in my room... It's over there..."[/b] She pointed to the right before reclining upon the couch, Maga sprang up and lounged his crania upon her lap. A felicitous grin twas etched across eburnean jowls as she stroked her petite companion deliberately. Besides the ashen ticking of a nearby clock suspended on the wall, the cubicle was virtually reticent. Tranquility was something which always brought solace to this femora -- rarely did she get any quiet times. Since Yoh was changing Rain arose upon diminutive pedicles once again and padded taciturnly to her office door. With a slight twist the wooden aperture opened and achromatic femme perambulated in lethargically. Maga habitually escorted himself along her periphery, he than stopped abruptly and shut the door with his onyx muzzle. Rain leaned against her sierra table and flipped through the various piles of mail she had received nearly a week ago and failed to read. One letter caught her attention and she stroked the monotonous receptacle with the exquisite pads beneath her paws. A asymmetrical grin crinkled across her eburnean jowls in recognition- a solitary metallic claw protruded from her right pedicle as she proceeded to open up the envelope. Dexterously she pulled the folded note out, scribbled upon the achromic paper was something written in Ramathian. The handwriting was scantily readable and whoever had sent her the letter certainly lacked admirable penmanship. Rain clenched an obsidian pen and exchanged a eloquent glance at Maga- he immediately leaped upon one of the shelves and grasped a piece of paper in his mandible. His razor canids didn't pierce the thin material, which was quite impressive; Maga sprang up and propelled himself upon the mahogany table before lifting Rain's pedicle and placing the paper beneath it. Alabaster femme smiled slightly and began to write in her typical exquisite and pulchritudinous handwriting. Luxuriant plume wavered about before residing inanimately upon her legs; Rain rubbed her delicately chiseled crania frivolously. The she 'dragon was somewhat frustrated over various bedimmed matters. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>Yoh grabed his ancient T-shirt and baggy pajama pants that he had since he was a child and jumped into them quickly "still fit" he opened the door to her office and tip toed behind her and leaned his head on her shoulder "what ya doing?" Yoh then proceeded to played with her hair</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma">Rain was still writing, choosing her words meticulously and with much thought. As her mentality continued to be entwisted with various perplexing matters which worried her, Maga fell into a abyssal sleep which was deviant. Neither one of the duo sensed Yoh's presents, his motions most of have been expeditious and reticent -- or Rain could have felt too comfortable in her surroundings. As he placed his crania on her shoulder she leaped to the side abruptly, femora was breathing heavily but as her amethyst gaze gravitated toward him a consoled sigh escaped through parted jowls. Rain was an apprehensive and somewhat overwrought character at times. <b style=color:purple>"Please don't do that......"[/b] She rubbed her shoulder ethereally with her right pedicle, with yet another sigh she closed her optics momentarily before rushing infront of him and shoving papers to the side. The letter she was writing fell off the table and Rain knelt down alacritously to pick it up -- she pulled out a drawer and stuffed the achromatic paper which was half written upon into one of the folders. In the bright phosphorescence one could easily espy the various shelves filled with rows after rows of poisons, venoms, and various other extracts. Maga's auds swiveled about his obsidian pericranium upon hearing several intonations- immediately he sprang up and leaped to the edge of the table beside Rain's periphery. A light admonition growl reverberated from his larynx before eburnean femora glanced at him with an unwavering yet amiable gaze- Maga stopped and paced agitatedly along the table, hurling a malevolent glance at Yoh now and than. <b style=color:purple>"Um... Lets get out of here... ok?"[/b] With her diminutive pedicle she pushed Yoh's back fastidiously out of the office, Maga followed and soon closed the door behind them. Rain wasn't angry just slightly frustrated-- it would soon pass though. Angelic femora wasn't the time to stress herself out even if matters were of dial importance. Plume entwisted with bands of purpure swayed to and fro within the atmosphere as Rain ambulated toward the kitchen. Femora leaned her left elbow upon the marble counter; with her right pedicle and rolled a piece of fruit along the monotonous surface. Maga rubbed against her legs and glanced about the cubicle, scrutinizing every detail of the obscure room. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"sorry, i diddnt know you were so jumpy" he stared at maga and picked him up and put him on the other side of the room "only i get to do that...so where are we sleeping Rain? he again tryed to play with her hair</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma"><b style=color:purple>"Sorry... I just don't like anyone sneaking up on me... sometimes..."[/b] Rain didn't mind other pendragons sneaking up and surprising her the majority of the time- at night however she was usually nervous due to past incidents. As Yoh reached to pick of Maga he snarled contentiously and sunk his metallic canids into his paw; dexterously his teeth protruded into his skin and flesh. Maga's simply had enough and he wouldn't let go, his claws extracted from his petite pedicle and he propelled his diminutive configuration upon Yoh's limb- ebon talons pierced into his epidermis and he latched on steadfastly. Rain growled and slammed her pedicle against the counter, immediately the ebony qereniath perambulated into a crack in the office door- clearly satisfied by the damage he inflicted. Maga was known to do that and had literally shredded another pendragon's muzzle before simply because he stepped too close to Rain. Amethyst oculus gravitated toward Yoh than watched momentarily as Maga padded off lethargically- expeditiously she knelt down infront of him and grabbed his lower right pedicle which Maga had wounded. <b style=color:purple>"OH MY GOSH! Yoh! I'm sorry... Oh please forgive me for Maga's actions... I should have put him up some where... Gosh... I'm sorry..."[/b] She stroked his arm with her paw delicately- the damage was minimal and Rain could easily heal such a wound... But she felt deeply responsible for her companion's actions; it was habitual for her personality, she always took the burden of something gone wrong as her fault. Rain skimmed her pedicle across his arm again, causing the physical damage and pain to dematerialize. The blood and ripped flesh instantly healed as if nothing had happened; she held his paw but remained knelt upon the flooring. Auds flattened over alabaster pericranium as she thought over various predicaments. Rain hadn't answered his question, she never slept much so he could probably have her bed. Most likely the she 'dragon would stay up and do... something... Eburnean femora wasn't tired as usual; she had much energy and vigor. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"dont worry, it was only a flesh wound( ), my own attacks do more damage to my self. So are you going to bed or staying up? i was wondering if we could share a bed" he mentally hit himself for saying that</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma"><b style=color:purple>"Oh... Don't brag too much now! Heh..."[/b] Upon hearing the second half of his colloquy Rain literally broke out in a fit of soprano laughter. She arose upon diminutive hind pedicles and rested her delicately chiseled crania upon his peritoneum, laughing. Eburnean femora couldn't help herself, she found the matter so amusing that a felicitous tear trickled down her cheek. With her right pedicle she skimmed her obsidian hair back idly and glanced at him- however she couldn't levitated her gaze with his, a deviant expression crinkled across her facial complexion. She could read his mentality- infact it only made the ancillary whimsical. Luxuriant plume wavered about the velocity, she could see Maga from the corner of her vision. Lavender dappled auds could hear him hissing malevolently and she stepped back slightly; eye brow cocked over a curious gesture before melodious orals reverberated from her larynx in palaver. <b style=color:purple>"So! You sleep on the left and I, the right? I personally prefer the right side, though we can switch if you want!"[/b] Rain was joking- but his reaction was what she anticipated. Femora lifted her right pedicle slightly causing Maga to be levitate within the atmosphere back into the office. Pushing her pedicle to the left the office door shut, Maga was fussing angrily from behind the wooden door but soon the noise subsided. She shook her crania ethereally and diverted her attention toward Yoh, asymmetrical grin graced her achromatic muzzle, causing metallic canids to protrude from her upper lip. It was a reticent night, the cubicle corners were obscure but the mood was anything but dampened. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"i love quoting idiots...are you kidding becuase i wasnt...you sure the beds that big? l i hope she wasnt mocking me...l</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma"><b style=color:purple>"Alright... Alright... Mr. Seduction..."[/b] She giggled lightly and leaned her lithe spine against the kitchen counter- her mentality amused. Yoh had instigated her jocular mood by bringing up the subject which Rain found so capricious; however Yoh was clearly being serious now which made her somewhat uneasy. Eburnean femora would have kept on laughing and mocking him but she had to stop, for he'd get even more serious and angry- as she could espy he wasn't as whimsical as herself. Rain was known to be sarcastic and frolicsome around pendragons near her age- seriousness dulled her unless it was a dial situation where she'd have to thrust her adolescent jokes aside. Asymmetrical grin never ceased from alabaster jowls as obsidian pupils centered within a natatorium of lavender scrutinized his entire configuration before levitating upon his carious gaze. <b style=color:purple>"Are you calling me an idiot? I wouldn't do that... If I were you... Heh..."[/b] Rain was joking again, but she didn't like being called an idiot... That is if he was calling her such a branding. For a petite femora she still wasn't defenseless and clearly shouldn't be messed with despite what others may have thought by mere exquisite appearances. She was still leaning against the marble counter, the attenuate strap from her gown fell down to the periphery of her svelte shoulder blade. Rain was still finding this quite amusing though it no longer showed behind her masqueraded features. Luxuriant plume curled over the side of her thigh while her anthropoid appendages overshadowed part of her lithe configuration in cryptical nadir. She skimmed her right foot against her left while watching him intently with a sonorously reticent expression- though it was all a cover-up of her true emotions. With an ethereal sigh she spoke softly, though her tone still had a modicum of amusement. <b style=color:purple>"Your angry with me? Aren't you? Come on hun... Ease up..."[/b] </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"alright, alright. i diidnt mean you! i meant the person who made the flesh wound joke. this help?" he pulled up one of his eye lids and stuck out his tounge sideways at her "better deary? so you want to or not, i can sleep on the floor if you want me to" he made an even weirder face</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma"><b style=color:purple>"Oh gosh... Don't even try..."[/b] She blinked as he made faces, eburnean femora literally pushed herself back against the marble counter as far as her lithe configuration would allow. He was getting frustrated so Rain eased up skimmed her right pedicle across her forehead; her analytical mentality was flogged with various thoughts, all of which perplexed her. Plume wavered about idly as she arose from her leaning demeanor and perambulated to his periphery- delicately chiseled cranium inclined toward him, exchanging a slight glimpse. Amethyst dappled auds laid plait along her achromatic pericranium before orals escaped her lingual cavity through parted mandibles in response. <b style=color:purple>"Stop it... Your freaking me out a tad Yoh... I had planned you were to sleep on the bed. I don't really... sleep... much..."[/b] She promenaded reticently to her bedroom, perhaps she'd read a book or something -- burn time one way or another. If Yoh convoyed along, that was that; Rain didn't put much mental effort into the matter. Eburnean femme reclined upon the bed's edge, her translucent appendages flickered idly as lavender oculus scrutinized the entire cubicle. It was reticent, but one could easily tell Rain possessed a bed larger than she needed... Infact the bed itself took up the majority of her room, widthwise. To the right were more books on a shelf, and infront was the bathroom and closet... The alabaster she 'dragon read alot in her spare time, her students would jokingly call her a "bookie". Never the less femora took a deep breath and sighed ethereally, auds still flattened against her achromatic cranium. Her obsidian hair streaked with chromatists of purpure descended past her shoulders and waist; her hair was never matted, tangled or anything of the sort, but rather always silken and slightly glimmering in the faint radiance. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"okay, ill stop." he followed her to the bedroom "you sure you dont sleep? not even cuddle?" he lay down next to her</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma">S h o r t n e s s / shortness Femora's cranium inclined around to see him laying on the bed beside her; with an ethereal sigh she leaned back and laid down at his periphery, her muzzle touching his daintily before amethyst oculus closed lightly as she thought. Rain's mentality never balked, she was always thinking- perhaps it was a flaw in her personality. Plume curled around her thigh while anthropoid appendages laid plait along her lithe spine- the femora's gaze ascended toward the ceiling idly. Rain had one inquiry to make on his behalf, though she hadn't answered the question he had asked earlier; femme felt she needed not too. The cubicle was reticent and purpure oculars gravitated back toward Yoh as before, an affectionate grin crinkled across her eburnean jowls- it twas habitual. With slight hesitation, soprano vocals reverberated from minute larynx in colloquy. <b style=color:purple>"Hun... Why'd you pick seduction as a trade...?"[/b] She was probably asking too much about his past and he could at will hurl the question around and ask her why she choose the trades she became a master in. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"because am good at it and i enjoy it, the same and your poisons" he rolled on top of her and tryed to kiss her</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma"><b style=color:purple>"Your not worried about what I do...? Alot of others get shifty when I even mention the word poison......"[/b] Her voice was ethereal and faint; that was the one thing that worried her about Yoh, him being a seducer. Rain didn't know if he had other femme pendragons captivate besides herself- it was various matters perplexed her and made her soul wary. Angelic femora turned her delicately chiseled crania to the left, so he only kissed her cheek; the she 'dragon didn't have enough strength to push him off, her lithe configuration was sheer agility not strength. Her peritoneum rose and lowered with every gentle rhythmical breathe- femme tried her best to keep her left arm away from him. The needles strapped upon the lavender fabric and entwisted around her wrist could kill effortlessly and it was an impending danger which could cause a fatal accident. She didn't want to hurt Yoh, she loved him... And if anything happened to him she'd fall apart, after her adoptive father's death-- whether Yoh knew it or not he was the only one keeping her alive, she was thinking about him more than anyone else in her life. If he was just trying to seduce her for the sheer pleasure of watching her fall, than he succeeded... <b style=color:purple>"Hunny... I don't mean to ask all this... But be honest with me, please... Are there any others... Besides me...?"[/b] </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"there is no one else Rain" he looked at her left arm "you can take those off now"</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma">Femora's lavender oculus levitated with his carious gaze; the faint coruscation from the cubicle lighting caused the needles strapped along her left limb to glint exquisitely. Rain growled playfully and wrapped her forelimbs around his neck fastidiously before kissing him. With her right pedicle the she 'dragon untied the amethyst velvet around her left limb, she rarely took off the needles from her wrist for they were her solitary means of defense. Rain trusted Yoh with her entire heart, he said he loved her and would never hurt her... Holding the needles ethereally she abruptly let them descend to the flooring with taciturn thump. <b style=color:purple>"Heh... Really?"[/b] Soprano laugh reverberated from her larynx, she was only joking with him as usual- twas habitual. Asymmetrical grin crinkled across her vernal facial complexion as auds flattened upon her pericranium; obsidian tendrils overlapped her left eye as her hair flowed past her shoulders and over her peritoneum. Luxuriant plume entwisted with bands of heliotrope curled around her thigh idly as the attenuate straps on her svelte shoulder blades fell off the side of her lithe limbs. The glacial cubicle was virtually reticent except for their rhythmical breathing... Anthropoid appendages laid plait along the bed beneath her lithe frame; Rain stroked his cheek with her right pedicle, skimming his mane to the side as she typically did. <b style=color:purple>"Love yah hun..."[/b] </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
<font color='#810541'>"you too deary..." he rolled them over so she was on top and kissed her "so what about the cuddle?"</font>
<font color='#C0C0C0'><table width="320" style="border-bottom:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-top:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-left:1px #FFFFFF solid;border-right:1px #FFFFFF solid" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><tr><td><p align="left"> <span style="font-size:10px;color:#000000;font-family:tahoma">Femora 'dragon inched closer to him and rested her delicately chiseled crania beside his peritoneum. She folded her monolithic anthropoid wings cresently around her lithe configuration; the temperature was inclement within the bedimmed cubicle. Rain arose abruptly and crawled over to the anterior of the bed, lethargically she slipped her svelte physic beneath the sheets. Sitting up and leaning her crania against the headboard an affectionate glance was exchanged with Yoh- she untied the straps of her gown and glissading it off ethereally before thrusting it to the cobalt flooring. With her right pedicle she rubbed her neck gingerly. <b style=color:purple>"Heh... Over here hun..."[/b] Amethyst oculus closed momentarily as a faint sigh escaped eburnean jowls, she twisted her obsidian hair with her index finger idly. If she remembered correctly she had a class tomorrow or something of that sort; that really didn't matter at least not now. Rain wasn't tired and her lavender chromatism gaze gravitated about the room, scrutinizing the books as if making sure they were in order. Her mentality diverted slightly toward the nearly reticent noises coming from the office- Maga had probably found something to stand upon and was without demur unlocking the door with his metallic claws. The little creature was a good lock pick and Rain found that quite useful in times of need. </span></left></tr></td></table><center></font>
